The other children take that as an excuse to harass him even further, poking and prodding at his round cheeks. He flees out of the classroom in embarrassment, tears running down his face.
Kai is the one who sees him bolting down the courtyard.
"Shh. It's okay. Don't cry. What's wrong?"
Xiumin sniffles but he can't bring himself to tell Kai what a loser he was. He settles instead to keep bawling.
They walk home together with Kai passing him tissues every so often and consoling him with jokes. The night goes fades into insignificance and Xiumin vaguely recalls Kai telling him to sleep tight.
Xiumin wakes up the next day to a freezer full of index fingers.
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The other children take that as an excuse to harass him even further, poking and prodding at his round cheeks. He flees out of the classroom in embarrassment, tears running down his face.
Kai is the one who sees him bolting down the courtyard.
"Shh. It's okay. Don't cry. What's wrong?"
Xiumin sniffles but he can't bring himself to tell Kai what a loser he was. He settles instead to keep bawling.
They walk home together with Kai passing him tissues every so often and consoling him with jokes. The night goes fades into insignificance and Xiumin vaguely recalls Kai telling him to sleep tight.
Xiumin wakes up the next day to a freezer full of index fingers.